1:01 p.m.
I found this one in the old archives of my computer.It's approx. as old as (10-18-00) Today was the first time in a long time that I have read it. It still makes me laugh. It makes me sound bitter and angry, but I've been over it for a long time now.
A girls Hate
I hate the way you made me smile
I hate the way you drive
I hate that I haven�t seen you in a while
I hate that you don�t notice I am alive
I hate the way you walk right by
Even when I am in your face
I hate that you never saw me cry
And the way it wrinkled my face
I hate that you�re not happy anymore
And I hate that I can�t make things right
I hate that you don�t just show up at my door
I hate the way we seem to fight
I hate the way you say you loved me
And the way you made me feel
I hate the way you could never see
That all my feelings were so real
I hate that I can�t run
I can�t begin to walk away
I hate that you are done
Before I even know what to say
I hate that I am left beat so bad
And that you can just leave
I hate the reminisce of what we had
And the way I am left to grieve
I hate you for your punctuality
And the way you were always there
I hate your cocky personality
And that way you pretend to care
I hate your booby dancing girls
And the way you value their time so much
I hate that I am not the center of your cruel world
And the way I miss your every touch
I hate the way I want to call
And tell you how I feel
I hate you with my all
And hate that I can not make it real
I hate you for your lies
And I hate you for your truth
I hate you without good-bye
And I hate you with no proof
I hate that you don�t know
You don�t know that I hate you
My hate just seems to grow
And there is nothing that you can do
I hate you ten thousand and one
I hate you ten thousand and ten
I�ll hate you when I am done
Writing this, and then I will say it again
I hate the way I lie to myself
When I say I hate you more
I hate that I am surrounded by so much wealth
And I don�t know what I�m spending it for
I hate the way you kiss
And the way you read my mind
I hate that I have been left to miss
What you chose to leave behind
By: Kelly T
